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What Floor are you On?

2007-08-03T15:28:00.000-07:00

Shaun told me a joke as we were drifting off to sleep last night, and I woke up thinking about it.
He paraphrased it thusly: (and I'm paraphrasing the paraphrasing, but you get it):

There is a store that sells Husbands. You may choose any husband you like, and the husbands get progressively better the higher the floor you go; however once you go up a floor, you cannot go down a floor.
Got it? OK:

The first floor sells Nice Guys.
The second floor sells Good Looking Guys with a Job.
The third floor sells Handsome Men, with a Good Job that Like to Clean.
The fourth floor sells Dashing Men, with a Great Job that like to Clean, Are Romantic, have a Good Sense of Humor and are Good in Bed.

The Fifth floor has a sign that reads: 32 Billion Women Have come to this floor.

(The joke here, if you don't get it, is that women are never satisfied, and have to keep looking, even though they have the chance to have a Dashingly Handsome, Wealthy, Clean, Romantic, Funny Man that is Good in Bed.)

Across the street, is the Wife Store.

First floor has Pretty Women.
Second Floor has Pretty Women who Clean.
Third Floor has Pretty Women who Clean and Like Sex.

No one has ever seen the Fourth Floor.

*****************************************************

Now, I think this is pretty funny, and for most likely being a joke from Playboy-- (Where Shaun gets almost ALL his jokes from)-- it is a pretty good insight to the female mind.

Why are women not as satisfied with what they have? Is it because we were the Hunter/Gatherers in cavemen times, so that in our modern day and age, we still keep searching, hunting, trying to find a tastier berry, bigger stick, better catch?

And what about the women that have decided to get married? I know that after a few years, things are generally supposed to 'simmer down' in a relationship...is that when women get bored and start flirting with the UPS guy? Or when men hook up with their secretaries? What then?

I have to admit, I'm very curious about marriage. For those that don't know me, I'm not married. I don't even see a glimmer of that in my life anytime soon. I dont' understand how some people have acutally found that person they want to realistically spend their life with.
I'm not saying I don't ever want to be married. Of course I do. I believe in love. I'm not a bitter or sarcastic person at all. I just havent found the right guy yet.
...
Part II to come later, maybe Monday....

2007-05-18T15:48:00.001-07:00

I was just re-reading all my previous posts, and man, do I sound like a alcoholic, weepy man chasing woman! I'm NOT! I swear!

It's all over the news now how potential employers read people's blogs to see what they are like in thier day to day life. I have tried to keep this blog as anonymous as possible.

But, in the off chance that an employer DOES read this, I'm a really great person, and a hardworking employee! HIRE ME!

Ok. Now I feel better.

Choices and getting Married

2007-05-18T14:45:00.000-07:00

Blah!
It's 4:45 on a beautiful Friday afternon. I've been stuck in this place all freekin day. I got out for an hour for lunch. I'm soooooooooooo tired.
I was all pissy today, and about to go on a blogging rampage when I realized: 1. I forgot my blogger account name. 2. Blogspot moved, and I had to go thru this whole rigamoarole to get in here. (This is what happens when you dont blog for a year and a half.) Now I'm just cranky. I want to go to sleep, but NOPE! I scheduled myself a nice little meeting at 6:30pm. how awesome of me.

I was thinking today about the Choices one makes in life. Wouldn't it be great if there really WAS a time machine, and you could go back at certain points in your life and just see what would happen if you chose Door Number 2? OR 3? Or said what you really meant to that person? Or....you get the idea.

Last Saturday night, another one of those "Holy Crap, is what was supposed to happen??" moments proudly slapped me on the face.
Shaun and I were visiting a friend at his house who had recently gotten married. This friend and I had always kind of flirted --but not really flirted. We ran in the same social groups, and he is a really cool guy, just someone you want to hang around, ya know? Well, in the wee hours of the AM, we were talking about the night that Shaun and I met, for the *second* time, which was the start of our relationship. That night was New years Eve's Eve, (I believe I've bloged this event already).

Well, it turns out that this guy friend of mine, was actually waiting it out for Shaun to leave, so he could hit on me, but instead, Shaun was the one that toughed it out until the guy left for home. I, of course, had no idea what was going on. (Acutally, in retrospect, Shaun had mentioned this to me at one point later on, but I dismissed the fact that the friend was still around as just being friendly/drinking beer.)

So my (now married to someone else friend) mentions that he WAS trying to hit on me that night after all. I turn redder than shit, and try to laugh it off. Now I'm mad and wondering...what WOULD have happened, if I was just a little more aware of my surroundings? Would I be married to him now? I mean, I know what happens to my relationship with Shaun. How would things be different?

It got me thinking of all the different possiblities of things I could have done different. Of course, every minute of every day there holds unlimited possibilities, but I'm not trying to warp my brain, (or yours poor reader) around this quantum physics science. What I mean is the big things, that looking back one can say, "Yep, that was a turning point in my life."

For example, what if I had taken that FULL SCHOLORSHIP to the private liberal arts school in CT? Instead, I went to Southwest Missouri state becuase of some fucking random dream.

My life would be massively different just based on that one single act. One decision, to not stay in CT w/ Gina and David, led me down the path that has me sitting in this chair writing this right now. And, here is the kicker: out of all the stuff I've done in my life, the music, the clubs, the people I know, things I've done, I feel unfulfilled. Like I missed the boat on something, and I have not been able to quite figure out what it is. It feels like when you are trying to remember someone's name and it's on the tip of your tounge, and you know that you know it, but you want to say the guys' name is Bob or something, but it really turns out that his name is Pierre.

I have missed my Pierre-Boat. Or something.

Grateful

2006-02-03T14:57:00.000-08:00

As a secondary post to aWAKEning, I'd like to list the things I am truely grateful for...in the next 5 min, cuz it's 4:50 on a Friday...

My mother, for always being there for me, even when I was in the lowest of the low, and pissed her off.
My sister, for always makeing me smile when she was little,and we would have frosting fights on birthdays, and when she got older, seeing her puke.
Steve, for being my first boyfriend, teaching me about "real life", and putting up with me while I grew and experimented.
Schad, for being so amazing of a friend, after all these years.
Susan, for keeping in contact with me over all the years of HS drama. And asking me to be in her wedding. That meant SO MUCH to me. I don't know if you know that. Now we're old, girl! :)
Matt M., for making me laugh when I'm down, and letting me get pissed off at you and have you laugh at me. And for getting stoned and singing the "People Song" in LA. Classic. Can we please row up the street?
Cullun, you saved me by taking me in, and you probably don't even know it.
Karen, for Peeps, and staying in contact after college.
Malvin, for teaching me about football, even though I forgot it all and never cared. And for letting me find out that i dont want to date people like you, although you are still an awesome, hot guy. :)
Nino, for all the talks in the parking lot, trying to live with me, (and me trying to live with you!) for being honest, even when you were lying. I love you and I hate your guts.

....to be continued.....

aWAKEning

2006-02-03T14:49:00.000-08:00

Last night, I went to Mike H.'s wake. I didnt know him too well, he was part of my social circle though, and I'd hung out with him and his girlfriend Shelly a few times at some of the Burner events. He was young, maybe mid 40's? Pretty cool guy from what I knew of him. One of his friends decided to hold a wake/homage to Mike at her house last night, so Dustin and I caravaned over there. It was a really nice turnout, I'd say maybe 20+ people were there, a bunch of drummers and a lot of fire dancers. They put on a really nice show. On the way over there, Dave Matthews "Eat, Drink and Be Merry" came on the radio. They'd been playing a lot of DMB on the radio lately which I thought was kinda odd, but this time, I actually listened to the words. "Eat, Drink and Be Merry, for tomorrow we die." I turned it up really loud in the car, and thought it so appropriate for the moment. It got me thinking. I'm sure Mike didn't know he was going to pass on. AgniTara told me that he didn't look to well the last time she saw him, but attributed it to an amonia, or maybe the flu.
No one ever knows when they are about to die. Sure, if you're 89 years old, you have a pretty good clue, you might not outlive the decade, but even then, some people live to be over 100.
There are so many things that I have not done in my lifetime of 30 years so far. But, I've also done a hell of a lot of things that most people haven't. Money is a good thing, it helps shelter and feed and clothe, but that's not the final destination, is it? I guess for some people it is a severe driving factor. I dont want to die penniless either. Shaun is all about the money. IRA's, 401(k)'s, saving accounts. That is awesome that he has all those things at 23, and is planning his future. Not to be overly dramatic, but what if he dies at 24? Then what? He could have used that money to go skiing, spend and extra $20 on a nice bottle of wine, whatever.
See, I'm different. I have money, I use it. Not always wisely. I dropped $30 at Walgreens today on moisturizer. (I'm vain. I have wrinkles. Oh yes, dont tell me you can't see them! Liar!) I also have 9+ photo albums of amazing memories. Trips with friends, dinners, cute clothes that hang in my closet with the tags on them or maybe I've worn them once, that I bought for one particular night, things like that. I can't take that with me when I pass on. You can't take a IRA with you either, however it would be less of a burden on one's family if there was extra money to take care of funeral bills. What happens to really poor people when they die? They still have to be buried. Cant just pop them in a bag and toss 'em out to sea or dig a ditch in a backyard. There's got to be a law against that, I'm sure. :)
When I die, I dont care how my body is disposed of. I guess i would prefer being creamated, (makeing sure it's ALL MY ASHES in the can and not a mixture....eeewwww....saw that on 60 minutes once. Gross) anyway, being creamated and sprinkled over the ocean. Somewhere over L.A. probably, but any beach will do. NOT A FUCKING LAKE! Then, I want EVERYONE, and I mean EVERYONE to throw a huge fucking 2 day party in CELEBRATION of my life. I want all you guys to be sitting around a campfire drunk off your asses trading hilarious Andrea stories. Crying, laughing, bonding, making new friends from my old ones. I want the PSP'ers, alumni, LA club friends, Midwest Burners, and anyone in my inbox or on MySpace to know. Cuz I would feel really bad if there was a good friend out there that had no idea I"ve passed and just simply thought I never email/call them. I wonder how one goes about making a list of friends. hmmm....weird thought.

Well, as Dave says, I'm gonna Eat, Drink and Be very fucking Merry. Becuase tomorrow, I might die. I'll die broke, but hey, as long as it was worth it.

One Year and Two Days

2006-01-20T13:52:00.000-08:00

So, I have officially been in Kansas City for ONE Year, and TWO Days.

Wow. Honestly, I did not think I was going to be here for that long. I thought I"d give up on this way-to-fucking-cold-in-the-winter- way-to-fucking-hot-in-the-summer town.

Nope. I'm still here, (as some song says)

Cullun is buying a new house. Well, not really a house. It's a triplex, with 3 apartment type things in it. The other two apts already have tenents that have been there for over three years. I hope they are cool, and not some redneck fuckers. I guess I"m gonna be the new "landlord figure", esp. when he figures out when he is leaving for Europe. Leanne is most likely going with him. And, Kyle's new place will be done sometime in March.

I told Cullun that as long as I'm in KC, I'll take care of his cats and the fish. Guess that makes me responsible and stuff. (ugh). LOL

I'm still holding out for California, as soon as I can find something out there. Florida is looking ok too, anywhere warm, except that FL still has the humidity factor. Oh my hair!! ;)

Speaking of Florida, Shaun and I are going to Daytona Beach next month. His parents have a timeshare there that overlooks the beach. Woah! The more I hang out with Shaun, the more I like him. Yeah, he's like 7 years younger than me, and a bit on the pessimistic side, where I"m the eternal optimist, (The glass is ALWAYS half full to me!) but he's so nice, and advernterous, and has a good job and is a responsible human being....which is what..*gasp*...I might just need.

:-)

Happy Friday!

I am somebody's girlfriend!

2006-01-13T14:55:00.000-08:00

I have a boyfriend. Wow. That looks wierd in writing.
I met Shaun thru Cullun, actually a few months ago. He came over to our house for the Pre New Years Eve party, and faithfully remained the last person standing, (after myself, of course).
The next night, he ended up coming to my friends New Years Eve house party because he didn't have any other plans. I certainly did not think that this "one time" hookup would be anything other than it was, but we had a good time at the party, and Sunday night, NY Day, I went over to his house after showering and such and just hung out. We've been hanging out almost every day since.
He's 7 years younger than me though. I generally tend to gravitiate towards older men. But now I"m the older woman. LOL.
He constantly impresses me with how open he is, b/c if you first met him you would just think he's some "normal" guy....software engineer, watches football and drinks beer, not generally my type, as I like a little more spontanity, tattoos, etc etc.
I purposely did not invite him to the Fetish show that I went to last Saturday, only to have it come up in converstaion the night before at an art gallery we were touring with some of my friends. He goes, "I want to go to that, sounds fun". Enjoying the vision of a "date" to a fetish show, I invited him to come, and he had such a great time! (Even learned a little too, if ya know what i mean....;)

ooops, ran out of time, it's 4:55 Friday. I"m outta here, will finish this later.
peace

Ok, now it's almost 2 on Monday. I'm so tired at work. I'ts MLK day, and i'ts just me and one other guy in the office. I actually fell asleep on my desk for like 1/2 hour before the phone rang and woke me up.

OK OK I GET IT!

2006-01-10T09:12:00.000-08:00

Please Andrea, Please stop thinking about it. Accept what happens and move on....

If this is the way it happens, then well, it was meant to be.

Just accept it and move on!

It WILL BE OK!!

:)

2006 Wrap Up

2005-12-30T09:26:00.000-08:00

Well, here it is, one whole year later. It's been a decent year, as opposed to others, not Grrrreeat! in the Tony the Tiger way, but pretty good. A hell of a lot better than last year, that's for damn sure!! January I moved to Kansas City, held a few jobs, went thru 2 cars, a few boring dates, a lot of alone time, a lot of Bud Light, fell in love, got crushed by "love", and tried online dating, brought BlackLiquid to Kansas City (yea!!) Got re-acquainted with old college friends, made some killer new friends, traveled to Omaha, Des Moines, Springfield and St. Louis, random road tripped to Vegas and LA, went to LA, San Diego and San Francisco and Pleasanton a few times, made amends with mom, got pissed at Grammie, (what the hell was that Christmas card about?), tried to see my sister as an adult, not a little kid, and gained some insight into who I am.
All in all, a pretty good year.

Hopefully next year will be even better. No, not hopefully.

NEXT. YEAR. IN 2006. WILL BE AWESOME.

Just need to keep on keeping on....listening to my inner voice, make new friends/contacts, find a better job (in a warmer climate!), and believe in myself.

Happy New Year to all!
Yea 2006!!

~bubbles~

ugh

2005-12-13T14:55:00.000-08:00

I just saw some info.

"He" is constantly online, but hardly ever writes me, unless I happen to IM him and know he's online cuz he cant be invisible on those computers.

He's always on the VF/myspace.

I....dont know.....I guess.....I guess I give up.

Is that relief or sadness I feel?

What an amazing weekend!!

2005-12-13T13:27:00.000-08:00

This weekend was awesome.
Friday night, I went to the Midwest Burners Meet n Greet Party/Kyrka's Housewarming Party.
It was great fun, and it is always good to see the Burning Crew again!
I hardly drank, which i OK once in a while, and got to bed around 4am. Had to get up semi-early to Pick up BlackLiquid at the airport. I left the house late, (as ususal!) and parked at the wrong side of the airport, and had to run halfway across all the terminals, but I made it to the gate less than 30 seconds before he got off the plane. Sweeeeet! *LOL*

We went around town to two of the record stores, and introduced him, and dropped off a few promo CD's and the like. checked into the Hotel and took a nap. Woke up at 7:50pm, and was supposed to be at Kabal at 8 for dinner! Yikes!! Tore up the place getting ready, and was at kabal by 9. No worries, mate!

The crowd was unbelieveable. Manders opening set was amazing, and BlackLiquid was totally impressed. I guess she had a few of the same albums,and played some of the tracks he had in his set! LOL

Then he went on, the energy in Kabal was just so amazing! People were screaming and hollering. A few songs into the set, people and BL got the groove, and the dancefloor filled up and stayed that way pretty much all night. The only people that were standing were waiting for the bar. I've been to Kabal a few times now, and there are always a core group of dancers, and a bunch of people standing around watching. Wasn't this way on Saturday!!!!! :-)

I got some great footage on the video camera and some great camera shots too. Gotta get the film developed!
When the time came to shut off the music, people were crying "Encore!" and asking for one more song. Awesomeeee!!!!!!!!

We went to Deepfix Record store after, for a little afterparty. There, spoke to a lot of new fans, and had a nice time. Also spoke to John G. who asked us about the possiblity of performing at Wakarusa next year! YESSSSS!!! That was exactly what I was looking for!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!woowhoooo

Got home about 7am or so, time is fuzzy then. We rolled, and talked for the next few hours. Slept off most of the day, sunday, got some chinese, and went to bed.

Dropped him off at the airport Monday morning, and returned to business as usual. Wow. Craziness.

The whole event couldnt have gone any better or smoother. Not one single, little problem to report. NOTHING. I've never done an event that had NOTHING go wrong. Fabulous. Thanks and Kudos to Todd from Phocas.net, and Happy anniversary!!

Travel Quotes

2005-12-13T13:09:00.000-08:00

Got this new calander at work today, just a regular calendar from a vendor, but it had pictures of far away places and some really great quotes. Just when I was thinking...."I need a vacation"....or something....

You cannot travel the path, until you have become the path.
-Buddah

A man of ordinary talent will always be ordinary, whether he travels or not; but a man of superior talkent will go to pieces if he remains forever in the same place.
(I totally feel this way!!!!!)
- Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

I have found there aint no surer way to find out whether you like people or hate them than to travel with them.
(SO TRUE!)
- Mark Twain

Two roads diverged in a wood and I-- I took the one less traveled by and it has made all the difference.
(This really rings true today...contemplative)
- Robert Frost

A journey of a thousand miles must begin with a single step.
(aka: JUST DO IT!!)
-Lao Tzu

Menstrual Frustration

2005-12-06T09:54:00.000-08:00

Blah!
The older I get, the worst PMS I seem to get. Is this true for anyone else?? I've been friggen crying for like 3 days...I guess there's more to it though.
My car died on Sunday, I got laid off the day before I left for Thanksgiving vacation...which was a fucking trip...dont wanna do that again...oh wait! I *AM* doing that again....I'm going home for Christmas. Fuck. And, since I'm a fucking lame-o, I cannot get a car loan because my credit is more fucked up than a 80 year old hooker on heroin. (where does my brain come up with this stuff??)

*sigh*

Thank god for chocolate and pot.

So I'm at my new job, 2nd day on the job. It's oK I guess. Old people, boring receptionist job. I had to use a TYPEWRITER today. Who the fuck uses those?? God I'm cranky.

Ok, so the good and fun and wierd news you've all been waiting for. (who reads this shit anyway besides Karen??)

1. I got a new job within a week. Yay for Kelly Services
2. I booked BlackLiquid to play at the club out here, and it's going to be on Saturday. I can't fucking wait.
3. I booked us a radio show for an interview for tomorrow night. It will be at 10:30pm Central time on 90.1 FM in Kansas City, or on www.kkfi.org for those not in KC. That should be pretty fun. I met the guys last week, and had a great time hanging out in the studio with them all night.
4. I got my period today, so that means I might be able to have actual sex on Saturday! lol
5. I found a really cool new spot to hang at on Friday nights. Finally!!
6. OK....here's a wierd Andrea story.
SO...last Tuesday, I'm talking with Todd, and he says he has some extra tickets to check out Infusion, and Australian electronica band down at the Empire Room. I had seen an email about it a day or two earlier and was excited cuz it looked really neat. After meeting up at Balancas, we head down there, and the place is rockin!! Not too many people there, mind you, cuz KC doesnt know fucking good music if it introduced itself then bit them on the ass, but I digress.
Todd turns to me and says, "Hey, I want you to meet someone." He hails this brunette girl that is taking pix of the band. "Bubbles, meet Bubbles", he says. I smile at her, and say hey, and in the back of my head a memory is popping up of me and "him" sitting talking about my nickname, and he mentioned something about an ex-girlfriend who's name was Bubbles. I just KNEW this was her.
So, a while afterward I ask, hey, "do you know a guy named...?" She just looked at me with this stunned expression on her face and nodded.
So, I buy her a drink and say, "I want all the dirt you got on him." *LOL*
I got dirt. Oh yes I did.
so, I fill her in on the fact that he's "engaged", and in Pakistan, yada yads, how he met "her", and our trip to LA, blah blah blah....

she seemed pretty cool. I liked her anyway. It's toward the end of the night, and I have a job interview-test-thingie in the morning, so I wrap up my night. I chitchat with the band memebers for a bit, and realize it's pretty much them, me and her and one or two random people in the club.
I head out and start to warm up my car. It takes (or took) forever to warm up the car, so a few minutes later, Bubbles number 2 runs out to her car. I say "hey girl", and she tells me to follow her. "Where are we going?" "Were going to the bands hotel!" she exclaims.
In the mood for some light trouble, I follow her and the cab with band en route.
The other two band members go to sleep, and I follow her the other ones' room. Not really sure what I"m doing there, but maybe I'll stay for a beer or what ever and head out. Dont want to be rude, also dont wanna be a 'groupie', as the cab driver sneered at us.
Chitchatted for a bit then, well, kinda ended up having a threesome with him, her and me.

woah.

Was SO NOT expecting that to happen. Was actually fun though. I'd had 3somes before.

But I had sex with the guy I totally like's ex-girlfriend.

Is that fucked up or what??

ha ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha HA!

So I told "him" that I met his ex in an email yesterday. I didn't mention that I had a threesome with her. I mean, how do you tell someone that??
No response to that. He wrote me back, but about how dire the situation is in Pakistan, with winter moving in, and there's not enough blankets or tents that are winterized to go around.
Interesting.

Awesome weekend

2005-11-14T15:06:00.000-08:00

This last weekend was great....

On Thursday, Karen came down to catch her flight out of KCI, and so I made dinner. It turned out that it was our new roommate's BDay, so we all had cake and wine as well. Karen and I hardly got any sleep we were giggeling like a bunch of 12 year olds till like 3am.

Friday, I went to work...couldn't wait to get the hell outta there! Dont get me wrong, I like my job, but it was a nice day, I was PMS'ing, and left my cigarettes at home....arrrgh.....

Got home and did NOTHING....IT WAS AWESOME. I watched some TV, had a smoke, ate chocolate, and my roommates werent even home. Bliss.

Saturday, I slept in, smoked, watched some Dr. Wayne Dyer for inspiration, and had 3 beers while watching old episodes of the Daily Show and South Park. Took a shower, and then Chanon came over and we went to the Mall for a bit of shopping before heading out to see Josh Wink at the new VooDoo Lounge at Harrah's Casino.

That was so much fun, I had been looking forward to Josh Wink for almost 2 months! And a bunch of Burners came out as well! Was a great time, and I passed a note on a bar napkin to him, telling him that I knew Jennifer, and Christain and Chuck, who he met in Costa Rica last year. He stopped by to say hi, and we chatted a bit....

Then Boozer suggested we go to an afterhours, a new-ish place called Rust in the West Bottoms. I had heard it had opened but hadnt been there, so I was excited to try a new place. We got there, after getting a bit lost, it really is in the middle of nowhere, you have to know exactly where to go.
Was dissapointed at first, there was like 15 people there ! Then, after Lor and Bob left, suddenly people were POURING thru the door! There were probably well over 100 people in there within 20 minutes. I had no idea such a place existed in Kansas City. Chanon and I were just amazed at all the people there who came in after the bars closed. I'm so glad we didnt go home. We didn't stay long being tired and all, but I will definatly go back and check that place out again.

IN THE CLUB WORLD....

Blackliquid had officially asked me to be his booking agent, so now I've been looking trying to find some books on booking. I mean, I've been doing it unofficially for years now, but now I want to actually learn the ins in outs. Problem is, all the books I have been finding have been for bands or singers. Electronica music is just different. Some simalarities, but even down to how it's promoted is so very different. I guess I"ll have to just write my own book! LOL......

IN THE LOVE WORLD....

Well, that's practically non existant at this point. I'm almost given up, but not in a bad way, 'cuz I realize that not having someone in my life isn't sucha big deal anymore. I can work on myself, and the things that make me happy, because not having someone to take up my extra time just means more time for me to do things I like (or watch tv, whatever) LOL

I talked to "him" today again online. I miss him tons. I'm just glad he's OK, I wish things here for him were a bit better, but I have no control over any of that. Only can sit and wait and see what happens....enough of that....blogs have ears.....LOL....

Ok , it's after 5, time to go.....

:)

Catchin' up

2005-11-09T12:53:00.000-08:00

So, while I'm typing this, Ian pops online.... *giggle* :)

Gawd I miss that man!!
I have a challenge now though to really really learn poi now, cuz all he has is time out there to practice! I better not eat my own words! LOL

So let's play catch up:
In October, I went to California for a week and a half. It was mom's bday, so we went to the woman's weekend of discovery. It was OK. I learned a little, which is always nice. And then I got to see the beach at Half Moon Bay, with mom on Monday cuz Bobby the alchoholic flaked on me Monday morning. Monday night I saw Matt, and we went to Berkley, and went to Amoeba music where I picked up a Juno Reactor CD, and replaced my Pearl Jam collection that got stolen (or whatever). Had dinner at Jupiter, then headed over the Bay to SF where we had a drink at the top of the Marriott hotel, which is all made of glass and oversees the entire city of SF. Very cool.

Tuesday, I had lunch with Heather, who I hadn't seen in at least 5 years, then Susan came out to Pleasanton, and we went shopping at the Mall, then to my house for a bit, then out to dinner.

Wednesday, I hopped a plane to LA, then drove to San Diego to see Vikki. We went out to dinner at Claim jumper, then hung at her house the rest of the night.

Thursday I left her house, went to the beach for a few hours, then went and saw Diane Edwards, a hypnotherapist. Had never been to a hypnotherapist before. Was kind of neat, I liked it, she was very warm and relaxing to talk to. She ended up recording the session on a CD so that I could take it home and listen to it. I haven't listened to it since except once, and I can notice that my bad habits are slowly coming back, so that's interesting. A few hours later I met up with Schad and some guys he works with for a late lunch, then decided to stay in San Diego for another night, as it was rush hour and would have taken me HOURS to drive back to LA at that time in the afternoon. I went to Gorden Birch with him and Elanie, his girlfriend for some after work function. I broke off my dinner plans with Nino to do this. See, I wasnt going to call him to tell him I was in LA at all, but as I had some time to kill in KC as my brain was saying "no, dont call him!", my hand was reaching in my purse for the phone. Damn you cell phones!!

Anyway, Friday I leave Schad's house and head up to LA to Kataka's new place. Hang out with her for most of the day, then head down to Santa Monica to have the dinner with Nino. There are somethings that happened in San Diego when we lived together that I just couldnt figure out with the whole "ghost" situation and I needed some answers and explainations.

Picked him up at his new place, and he comes out wearing a suit! We went to Marie Calendar's for dinner and there he gives me a beautiful beaded silk Sue Wong purse. Wow! He got it from one of LA fashion week's shows. We talk and clear some stuff up so I feel much better about everything. I have to accept he's fucked up and I am movin' on!! :)

After I leave Nino, I called up Jeff P. and he picks me up since he's only like 2 blocks from Kataka's house, and we go to the Dresden to have a drink. Head back to his house and have some more beers and all of a sudden it's 6am!

Saturday: sleep on and off all day at Kataka's, then go out for Sushi, then head to Ike and Amy's house. I'm spending the night there, and we're heading out to Spundae to see Mark Lewis play. It was so great to be at Spundae, a real, proper club again!! I dance my little butt off!
Then back to Ike n Amy's to roll and play till the next afternoon. I only get like 2 hours of sleep in, and then head off to the airport, where I am in a total daze. Get a few drinks on in the plane, and get home to bed about 2am. Whew!
I was supposed to go to work the next day, but end up sleeping in and unpacking instead.

Halloween Weekend:

Friday night I head out with Leanne and Jim to one of thier friends houses, and I"m testing out my costume. Little did I know that this was thier bible study group! LOL I"m this gothic chick. It was pretty funny to be surrounded by angels and bumblebees and boy scout leaders! A ha ha ha ha ha!!!!

Then after an hour or so we head back home and meet up with Cullun and Ross and drink till like 2 am or somthing. Pretty fun.

Saturday, I sleep on and off most of the day, and get ready for the huge halloween party at Brandon's house. It was a great party, and some of my burner friends show up too, an Cy spins fire poi for them in the street. Dustin drives us back home, and sleeps over....(no, not what you're thinking, either!)

Sunday, Lorie has a pumpking carving party, and I go over there, to carve my kitty cat pumpkin. It turned out really cute.
Then Zay, Michael, Dustin, show up too, making it a fun burner event.

Monday is Halloween day, and I meet up with Lorie in full Goth regalia and head out to the Brick for some "Scarey-Okie". Now, I have to tell you I "hate" Kareoke, but this was actuallly pretty cool, beacause the people that sang mostly sang in relation to thier costumes! We bailed after a few hours and didnt see the winners, but it was a fun time.

Nov. 3rd was 180 Degrees Design Firm's Open House with a Napleon Dynamite Theme. It went over smashingly! Which was great cuz I organized the whole damn thing me-self!

Friday, nov. 4th, Karen www.thehacksworths/karen and Paul came down to KC to visit for the weekend. Friday night we were going to go to First Friday's art walk, but they got down here too late, so we met up with some of my Burner friends at Grinders. They had never seen fire spinners before! They were very impressed. :)

Saturday, we got up and I made them blueberry and raspberry pancakes and eggs. Then we went to the Boulvard Brewary Tour...Espressso Stout...that's all I gotta say....yum! Then I wanted to take them to authentic KC BBQ. I dont really care for Gates, (may AH Help YOU??) *ducks, dont throw things at me!) So I took them to Smokin' Joes on Southwest Blvd. The food was marginal, but to make up for it, the waitress gave us the most awesomest brownies in the whole wide world! I had one for dinner last night with a Boulveard 47. Yum.
Then we came home and "napped" while watching Scream. How can you nap during a scarey movie? *sigh* I had only seen it once. So I had to watch it again. Then we called Chanon, and she met up down at Harrah's casino for a bit, then headed back to my house for more beer and hot tub action.

Sunday we went to Parkville, MO, and ate at the PowerPlant brewary, and I tried Pumpkin Ale. It was really yummy! Didn't think I would like pumpkin beer, since i dont like pumpkins, but I was wrong. Then we window shopped, and came back home tired and happy. Karen and Paul left shortly thereafter.

On our way back home, we got stuck in traffic waiting for the police to finish cleaning up after a car accident. It turns out it was Kyle, our newest roommate was in the accident! We pulled over to see if they were OK, and it was Kyle's girlfriends car he was driving, since his car had just gotten stolen a few weeks before! Man that guy has bad Kar Karma! I'm not letting him drive my piece of shit car!! LOL

Pretty much caught up now.

Am still working on the CNU conference for next week. Man I'll be glad when this is over! After its over and hopefully runs super-smoothly, I'm gonna ask them for a raise. I can't live on this wage anymore. Christmas is coming up, and I gots bills yo! *sigh*

Saturday I think Chanon is coming over again, and I'm going to go check out the VooDoo Lounge at Harrah's to see Josh Wink. Can't wait!!

Speaking of DJ's, Todd from Phocas asked me to book Blackliquid for his 4 year anniversary party! Finally, some decent fucking DJ's in KC. Woohoo! Set your calenders everyone!! It's going to be Dec. 10th at Kabal.

Ok enough for now I'm tired of typing.

~peace

bored at work

2005-10-12T13:33:00.000-07:00

God I am so bored at work today, but I dont mind. I've been meaning to work on my most awesomeist business plan ever, but why is it when creativity strikes, so does writers block? Lame lame lame.

I'm going to California on Friday for a week! Friday is mom's bday, and that weekend we're going to some women's weekend retreat thingy. Not overly excited about going, but she really wants me to go, and hey, she bought the plane ticket!
So, on Wednesday I'll fly down to LA to visit some friends too.

I got a call on my resume yesterday. A non profit organization that has one of those 'donate your vehicle' programs. I am trying to find out if they want to interview me next week though, and I cant find out the info. Grrr....I need to know asap to change my plane ticket.

I'm missing him today. *sigh*. He never even called before he left for his 3 months in Oklahoma. He promised he'd at least call, even if we couldn't get together before he left. I guess that means what...? I dunno.

Went camping over the weekend with my Burner friends. Such a great time as always. I was going to do a protection ritual for him, but decided at dawn, that I'd just do my own personal thing, and sent out good blessings and vibes. I just want him to come back alive and in one whole piece.

We're getting a new roommate soon. I already got an email from him asking if he can take my spot in the garage. Generally it goes to the person with the senoirity in the house ( me) but if he's got a super nice car, then I understand. But my car is old and crappy, and I dont think it would last the winter parked outside. I'm not real pleased with this turn of events, and I havent written him back yet. I feel that I have to relinquish my comfy garage spot though and I'm annoyed.

Honesty is the best policy?

2005-10-07T11:45:00.000-07:00

I was watching Sex and the City last night, and there was a quote from there that really got me thinking.
Paraphrased:
Is telling the truth the most selfish thing a person can do? If you tell someone something, (ie a hurtful secret) just to absolve your guilt, when the only thing you'll be doing is to hurt them unnecessarily.

It was much more elequant (sp?) in the show, but the point is should you tell someone a dirty secret b/c you have so much guilt about it, are you hurting them unnecessarily because they would have been so much happier never knowing.

It just got me thinking: is honesty REALLY the best policy??

Thoughts?

222

2005-09-30T14:33:00.000-07:00

So, Karen was bitching that I dont write in here everyday....SO I'm gonna write now. (get it? Right now, Write Now? Ok, I'm bored, sue me)

I've been at work all week with nothing to do, as both of my bosses are in Dallas.It's just been me and Matt, another architect that works here.
Actually, I dont really think he works here, but uses the computer for his own projects.
Is this exciting yet? I didn't think so.

So here's something that is wierd, and I've been noticing it at an alarming rate lately, probably for about the last, oh, maybe 6 months.

222

Yeah. The numbers 222. Usually it's the time, either AM or PM. But I've also noticed it a lot on odometers, street signs, random things I read, and even at the nail salon. Yeah. Like on Tuesday I went to get my nails filled, and I picked out a pretty sparkely red color, cuz I was tired of pink, and while I'm sitting there, bored out of my mind, (cuz I dont speak Vietanmese) I lazily picked up the red nail polish and looked on the bottom of it. No real reason why. And guess what? It was color number 222. It was also called "Crystal Ball". Wierd, I'm tellin ya.

So you're probably thinking, well, you just know what time it is subconciously, and then you look at the clock. I thought of that too, but no. I could be smack in the middle of some project, and I'll just look over at the clock on the computer or on the phone and there it is, 2:22.

and it's not just me!

A few months ago, I was hanging out with a new friend, Dustin, and we were at his house hanging and watching a movie. He wears glasses, so he squints, and says, "hey, does that clock say 2:22?" I look over, and with a wierd voice reply, "yes....why??"
and he says, "Ya know, every time I look at the clock, that's what it says. It's so wierd. And I've been noticeing it on random things lately like signs and odometers." So I'm thoroghly freaked out now. I say" MeTOO!" How fucking random it THAT??

weekend update

2005-09-26T14:02:00.000-07:00

Had a pretty good weekend.
On Friday, I went down to the Plaza's art fair with Lor, saw some neat art and had a gross chicken taco from the stand. After Lor left, my new roommate Leeann met me down there, and we went to her friend Brandon's house to hang out. He is so damn funny!
On Saturday, we helped Ross move into his new apt, which is near our house. Then later on I went to a BBQ with Colleen and Adrien, then off to Ocktoberfest and met up with Ross. That was fun, cute vendors, saw a decent firework show, and went on the Ferris wheel. Got a good buzz on! Good thing Ross was driving. LOL
Sunday, I cleaned the house, and started thinking about Ian again. His phone was turned off for a few days, so I decided to write another letter to him, as I am finding out that writing is so incredibly therapeutic. (thus the reason for all these blogs suddenly).
I decided that I was going to drive by his house and drop it off, and right before I left, I thought I'd try to call him again. This time his phone was on, and he told me to come over, as he was packing. I was so scared! I finally had to face him, although this is what I wanted, was to see him one last time and talk to him face to face. Leeanne and Cullun gave me a shot of Jack Daniels and sent me on my way. I brought over the original Night of the Living Dead that I had found for him a while ago, and a few Guinnesses. ;)
Finally, I got to tell him the why's and how's. I asked him that does it make a difference now, that he knows and that he liked me back, (does this sound a little grade school-ish? Sheesh) but basically he told me that he's in a relationship now and he's monogamous.
I knew that. And I knew it was too late for me this time around. OH well, life is the way it is, right?
Funny thing though....as we hung out for the rest of the night, all he kept talking about was how annoyed he was at her, and how that yesterday was the last full day he'll have without drill for the next two weeks, and that she didn't call him, because she got upset the night before about something silly and stormed out of his house. Now, if my boyfriend had ONE FREE DAY for the TWO weeks, I'd get over whatever pettiness I was feeling and hang out with him. But, hey, that's just me.
So we just hung out and watched zombie movies and drank beer and caught up with each other. I told him that if he has some free time in the next two weeks that I"d like to take him out to sushi one night, to get one last, good meal in! :) If not, that's OK too. I feel so amazingly free now that I'm not bottling all the feelings inside.
I"ll tell ya what though....this whole girlfriend thing...it's not gonna stay the course. He's acting more like her father than her boyfriend, renting her an apt, getting her a job that she quit a week later, nope, he's not gonna stand for it. One thing he is not, is a stupid pushover.
So, I might have to wait 2 more years, but we'll see.

So, another one bites the dust...
ANOTHER ex-boyfriend of mine got married a few weeks ago without telling anyone. I have a very wide, extensive network of people that fill me in on things that are going on when I"m not around, and I got a fucking earful the other day.
Bodhi, my love and light, called me Saturday to talk some business, but also to tell me that Ike, DJ Blackliquid (check out his site at www.djblackliquid.com....always the promoter, I am I am) ... got married to Amy recently. Amy was the girl he met on the Internet after we broke up. She's a really nice girl, an actress, and they've been living together for at least a year now. Maybe longer, dates are useless to me.
This the same ex that broke my heart 2 years ago. He took a long time to get over, and we've maintained an excellent friendship after the first 6 months of not talking. I can truly say Ike is one of my best friends, I love him to death, although sometimes he drives me crazy, as ex's are wont to do. So I'm totally happy for them, but feeling a bit weird.
The first one to get married was Steve, over the summer. I knew he was living with some girl and her son, but I hear from Schad that they had gotten married and Steve didn't' invite either one of us. He might have invited Schad, but most likely sent him an email or some shit rather than an actual invitation. Now with Steve, I'm not surprised in the least. He's just that way. But Schad and I were both kind of annoyed at the whole thing. We've been friends for almost 14 years, and Steve's the first get married out of the three of us. *Humph*.
Now don't get ideas...it's not that I want to get married and pop out babies or anything, but I'm a 30 year old, never married, single woman living in the Midwest, where values out here are....well, people actually HAVE them. I"m an anomaly. Not that I care what a bunch of truck drivin' Coors drinkin' good ol' boys think....it just puts my head in a bit of a spin, now that 2 ex's are married off, one has a live in girlfriend, and one's in a relationship.
At least the one's I still keep in contact with. Oh yes, I keep in contact with them. They are still people, right? And if you liked them enough to date them, then why not keep them as friends? I always wondered about the girls that couldn't keep ex's as friends. Unless of course he beat you or killed your cat or something...sure, I can see maybe not keeping in such close contact. LOL.

General Update

2005-09-23T11:04:00.000-07:00

Hi all...

In light of everything, I realized that I have not done any general life updating in a very long time.

I'm still living in Kansas City, Missouri, it's finally growing on me a little. Not to say that I want to stay here for the rest of my live (no way!) but it's OK.
It's going to be fall soon, and so the hot ass weather has finally come down in temperature. Its' raining out (no suprise there...cant believe how much it friggin' rains here!!).

I'm working for a small architechture design studio in the downtown area of KC. I started about a month and a half now, and it's been going very well. I like the guys I work with, it's very relaxed, and they dont care if I wear jeans to work. (sweet!)

Still living with Cullun, we are getting two new roommates. One is here part time on the weekends while she finishes up Massage school....we'll have a massage thereapist in the house...Hell Yeah! And the other is some guy Cullun knows, I havent met him yet.

what else? I guess that's it...other than above, life is basically boring, aka "normal". I watch more TV now than I ever have before, but we have a DVR, so I never see any commercials, which is nice, and I'm getting spoiled on that.

I'm going back home in October to see my mom and go to a women's weekend retreat thing she wants to go to...I cant say No, it's her birthday. LOL. Then I'll head down to San Diego for a day and a half to visit my sister and see some other friends. I'm bypassing LA this time. Not sure why, just feels right to not stop by there.

Spoke to Nino yesterday breifly. He's doing well in Santa Monica with a new job, although his health is not good, he's having some kidney problems. Maybe now he'll realize that he needs to change his diet, lifestyle, etc. Who knows? I just hope he's Ok, ya know?

Well, that's all. I'll be going to Octoberfest tomorrow night with Colleen and her husband, should be a good time, although the fact that it's in September bothers me. why not call it Septemberfest??

:-)

The Mouse Trap

2005-09-22T12:47:00.000-07:00

Someone sent this to one of my Yahoogroups. I thought it was cute and maybe a little profound....

There's a mousetrap in the house

A Mouse looked through the crack in the wall to see
the farmer and his wife opening a package. "What food
might this contain?" He was devastated to discover it
was a mousetrap. Retreating to the farmyard, the
mouse proclaimed the warning. "There is a mousetrap in
the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!"

The chicken clucked and scratched, raised her head and
said, "Mr. Mouse, I can tell this is a grave concern
to you, but it is of no consequence to me. I cannot be
bothered by it."

The mouse turned to the pig and told him, "There is a
mousetrap in the house." The pig sympathized but said,
"I am so very sorry Mr. Mouse, But there is nothing I
can do about it but pray. Be assured that you are in
my prayers."

The mouse turned to the cow. She said, "Wow, Mr.
Mouse. I'm sorry for you. But it's no skin off my
nose." So the mouse returned to the house, head down
and dejected, to face the farmer's mousetrap alone.

That very night a sound was heard throughout the house
like the sound of a mousetrap catching its prey. The
farmer's wife rushed to see what was caught. In the
darkness she did not see that it was a venomous snake
whose tail the trap had caught. The snake bit the
farmer's wife. The farmer rushed her to the hospital,
and she returned home with a fever.

Now everyone knows you treat a fever with fresh
chicken soup, so the farmer took his hatchet to the
farmyard for the soup's main ingredient. But his
wife's sickness continued, so friends and neighbors
came to sit with her around the clock. To feed them,
the farmer butchered the pig.

The farmer's wife did not get well. She died. So many
people came for her funeral the farmer had the cow
slaughtered to provide enough meat for all of them.

So the next time you hear that someone is facing a
problem and think that it doesn't concern you,
remember that when one of us is threatened, we are all
at risk. We are all involved in this journey called
life. We must keep an eye out for one another and be
willing to make that extra effort to encourage one
another.

thank you

2005-09-22T11:32:00.000-07:00

Thanks to everyone that's called, emailed or generally listen to me moan for the last week. :)
I love you guys.
Extra special "Thank You" to my awesome, great, funny, please-dont-get-snot-on-my-couch roommate Cullun, cheered my drunk crying ass up last night by showing my hillarious clips of randomness he downloaded from the Internet.
Thanks Karen for calling me up too, unforntunatly, I was pretty drunk by then, and don't remember all you told me, but I know it helped!
I cant believe what a tizzy I've gotten myself into lately. I mean, what man wouldn't want me? I'm smart, cute (really really cute on a good day), funny, random and have a great rack. :)
It's time for a little ego boost. :)

ps: Congats to Jen Ash for offically becoming a lawyer!! Go Girl!!!!!!!!!!!!

To Game or not To Game...

2005-09-21T13:47:00.000-07:00

So I have a "date" with the guy tomorrow. Just so happened that I have tix to the Corpse Bride preview.
Went over to Colleen's last night to borrow a shirt...cleavagey! (is that a word?)
Apparently, I have no "Game". I was talking with Colleen, as she's way more experienced in the dating game than I am. One of the things she told me was to "play it very cool and ambivilent" tomorrow night. Meaning, tell him how happy I am that they are together, and that I hope they are happy. That way, she said, it will confuse him, and have him think about me more.

Huh?

I think that will put me smack back in the 'friend zone', with no hope of returning.

This is what i think, after putting some serious concideration into this. After all, this will most likely be the last time I get to see him in two years.
I figure that since I got myself into this whole thing by being quiet in the first place. If I had just opened my big mouth earlier, I wouldnt be having these terrible stomach aches. (that's where I carry my stress...in my stomach)
I think that I should tell him that I really do like him, apologize for being a big fucking chicken and not saying anything earlier. Just to be honest and forthwright.

Shit.

So, I just got a call from him, and he can't make it tomorrow night for the movie after all.

*sigh*

this sucks

well i asked him to call me when he gets off work to day.
Basically the ball is in his court, and now that he knows that I like him, it's his decision. I just wonder *how much* he likes the other girl.
However, he'll be gone in a few weeks, and he'll have PLENTY of time to think about it then.

I suppose everything happens for a reason. At least I got to break out of my shell.

Let this be a lesson to you!

2005-09-20T14:30:00.000-07:00

So I havent written all in a long time. I know I"m a dork. In fact, I'm a REAL BIG DORK.
I just spent the last 5 days in fucking agony over some guy. See, I met this totally amazing man over the summer. At first, we were awesome friends. Then it turned into the occasional friends with benefits. *nice*. Then I didnt hear from him in a while, which was fine, 'cuz I knew he was going to be busy getting ready to get shipped off to exotic Afganistanland. *ugh*

Then I find out that over the course of the summer, he had an internet friend who was in a bad situation move out to KC. This girl kept telling him how much she liked him, but I'm not sure he was convinced. She's young, he's leaving, all that jazz.

So, after thinking about it way too much for my own good I finally got up the balls to tell him that I really liked him. It was so painful to actually write it out in an email...no, I didn't call him. I know, I know....anyway....
The next day after I sent the email, I popped onto his website (he's got awesome pix of him up there) and lo and behold.... he's got a picture of the girl on his site, stating that it's now his girlfriend! !!! !!! !!!

*I almost threw up at work seeing that*

anyway...
*ahem*

I was a wreck. I can't believe that not only did I wait to tell him, I waited too long, and he obviously didn't like me.

Well, after regaining my composure over the next few days, I again got up the balls to call him and invite him out on Thursday to see the Corpse Bride with me. (BTW, I never got an email back or a phone call until...)

An hour ago.

He's been in drill all week, and is going back many more times before the Army actually ships him out to Oklahoma before going to Afganistan.

So after plesantries, he says, "OK, so I just got your emails. Why did you never tell me this before?" "Because I"m chicken shit, I say, and also because you're leaving and I wasnt sure if I should even bother telling you." A few minutes later, I asked this all important question: "If I had actaully said something to you earlier this summer, would it have changed things?"
His answer:

"yes."

So, kids, learn from my mistakes and say what is on your mind. Not only does it save you 5 days of Pepto-guzzeling-cant eat-swollen eyes-foul moods-- it might just work out in your favor in the end.

So who knows what will happen. He's leaving in a few days, but at least I get to see him one more time with him knowing.

I'm off to Colleen's to raid her closet for a sexy shirt.
;)

Andrea's CyberSpot

2005-09-20T14:29:00.000-07:00

Am I doing this right? Test

Finger this one out

2005-04-01T07:40:00.000-08:00

Read this link from MSN here http://articles.health.msn.com/id/100101336?GT1=6327
about finger ratio linked to physical agressiveness in men.
Kinda neat

Well I got the job...but am I happy?

2005-03-31T13:15:00.000-08:00

After a month and a half of 7 interviews, I finally got the "official" call last night that the American Business Woman's Association was going to offer me a job!!
Woo Hoo! Right?
Well.....
They offered me a part time job in ...SALES....
Hmmm.....
I knew I was interviewing a job in sales, I was also interviewing for a job in Marketing and also Event Planning. I knew they wanted me. Bad. I was the only one they kept calling back to see if they could find a place for me. I even mentioned at one point that perhaps the sales job sounded more interesting than the marketing one.....I dunno, they confused me with a zillion calls, and going back to the office every other frickin' week!
*sigh*
They never said anything about part time for Chrissake.
Still, tho....I'll be making more money than my lovely no-brain using job at GE. And I'll only be working 3 days a week too! I'll have time to go to the gym (yeah right) or join a yoga class (bought a new mat, havent taken it out of the box) or to sit around on my ass for four extra days.
So, the choice is....work hard for 9-10 hours a day, 3 days a week and make 100-150 more a week...
OR
work not hard at all, for 8 hours a day, slack off, blog, read the paper and make less money and work 9-5?
Hmm.....

what would you do?

I start next Tuesday.

Woo Hoo! My first post

2005-03-30T13:39:00.000-08:00

I"m not a virgin anymore....a blogging virgin that is.
I have finally decided....with a little help from my peep friend Karen to get on a Blog!
This is good.....I've been thinking of blogging, since I can't keep up with my journal. I try, I really do, and I have a beautiful silk covered journal, with hand made paper from Tibet or somewhere exotic like that but I just never get around to writing in it.
Well kids, if you didn't know, My 30th birthday is just around the corner!!
April 17th to be exact!
At first, I was concerned about turning 30. All those stupid "over the hill" black balloons and crap. Then I noticed I was getting lines around my eyes. Shit!
But, I had an extraordinary thought the other day....I EARNED those lines! And being 30!! I've so many war stories, good and bad over the last 20 years....(I dont count years 1-10, at least not now) so f*ck it!! I"m stoked about being 30.....I just wish I could celebrate it with friends rather than being in Kansas City, Missouri where I decided to relocate in January 2005.
I have friends out here, of course, Cullun, being one of them, the awesome guy he is to offer me shelter in his home in Gladstone. (BTW...Cullun's Birthday is tomorrow!! He'll be 25)
But most of them are left in Los Angeles, California, that beautiful, sunny beachy oasis with tons of cars and snotty people....ah, I miss it. I was a nightclub promoter out there...my company was called Laughing Bubble Entertainment. Oh yeah baby!!
I also promoted for Spundae, and Godskitchen in LA. I kick ass.

So, a call to arms to my friends spread widely across the world:
I want stories of me!!
Good, bad, ugly, bad hair days, or really really stupid ones. With my birthday coming up, I want to read all about the adventures that I've probably forgotton.
Mail them to ( I took the email off due to creepy people Googling my email!) Thanks for reading, and hopefully I can keep up with this, and not blow it off like everything else!!

Aries to a fault....

Andrea